Chapter 25

“Are you not tied?” I asked, touching his hair. He was leaning against my chest, massaging my aching nipples and kissing my cleavage. The room was filled with steamy steam and smelt like sex.

His lips rolled over my nipples, sucking and nibbling, while he said, “Not much, baby.” He adjusted his semi-hard member around my thighs. Our body is soaked in perspiration, sweating causes his hair to cling to his forehead. “You are tied,” he muttered, moving into my lips and sucking gently on my bottom rims before sucking my tongue.

“Can we sleep, please?” I yawned, and he looked at me with love in his eyes. “ Yes…" He answered, rising from the bed, and I looked at him as he swept me up in his arms.

“Where are we going?” I inquired, placing my hand around his neck. He chuckled as he entered the bathroom, took the door that connected to my bathroom, and questioned, “Do you honestly believe I let you sleep on a destroyed bed saturated with our sweat? Come and pee.

“Oh, I apologize for ruining…